“Some people cannot handle
on the loose”
It got cold this week, and as I’ve been cutting out the constant distraction of social media, I’ve been reading a lot more deeply instead. I wanted to share some of these with you. They’re not all tarot-related, they’re just… beautiful.
You should spend some time with them.
I’ve been reading Sara’s words for a year or so, but recently there has been a series of incredibly personal, deeply dark, touching, harrowing and beautiful pieces appearing on her newly-redesigned blog.
Sara is going through a serious *process* in her writing right now and the parts of this journey she shares are an incredible read. [Trigger warnings: childhood abuse.]
Bobby and I have been in touch recently as I shared her hand-made tarot bags last week. But there is so much more to Bobby’s blog than tarot and crafts. She is an incredible person, a mother, a student, an artist, someone living life thoughtfully and with so much love. Her posts are short but always really touching and thought-provokingly human.
Leah’s been on my radar for years and I interviewed her recently for Autostraddle… but until very recently there was nowt happning on her blog. Now, however, it’s all lit up! Leah has been posting loads of interesting, personal and really damn intelligent articles lately, which you should read immediately.
Mandy is an artist and an online facilitator of a creative movement. She has built a community of women and a space into which everyone feels safe to bare their souls through writing and art. Of all the wonderful words she brings together, though, I like her own writing the best.
I first heard Zodwa Nyoni at a spoken word night in Bradford and she blew me away. It’s hard to find Zodwa’s writing online, but you can find plenty of videos on Youtube. Here she is reading an incredible poem written in the imagined voice of David Oluwale, a Black man tormented and killed by two British police officers.
Approximately fifteen minutes after I added Zodwa’s video to this post, an email popped into my inbox recommending another stunning poem-video.
Here is Staceyann Chin reading Feminist or Womanist. It is astounding. It will blow apart every assupmtion you ever held about identity…especially the identity of others. I was transfixed.
The Ballad of the Sad Cafe
By Carson McCullers. This is my favourite book of all time. This isn’t an internet link, it’s an actual book you can hold in your hands. It will break your heart just like it breaks mine every time and is breaking it every evening right now.
You might know that I write the tarot column for this website. The reason I do this is because it is literally my favourite website in the world. Ever. It’s not just a damn massive well-written blog filled with LGBTQ news and projects and ideas and obituaries and recipes and reviews and how-tos and gossip and deep personal essays and lists and intersectional progressive politics at every level, it’s also a community of queers who talk to and support each other, who contribute, who belong there like nowhere else.
So many bloggy websites talk about ‘building your tribe’ (ew – let’s not even get onto the ‘tribe’ thing) – I think what they’re after but can never come close to is the feeling of belonging to a community who gets it, who speaks your language, who supports your right to be shamelessly who you are and love the things (and people) you love.
Loads of new posts go up daily – it’s part of my morning coffee to read through the latest.
So what have you been reading? Share a link or three!
I’m a 30-something writer, artist, tarot reader, and perpetual explorer of the space between thought, feeling, and action.
I believe that spirituality and ritual are for everybody. I’m about the journey, in all of its messy, non-linear, chaotic iterations. I am excited by anticapitalist business and living with my whole entire self present. I use tarot cards to bring forth hidden truth, and ritual to affirm my commitment, over and over, to my ever-shifting path.